When Lucas Quinn returned, Caroline had already left.
It was just around sunset, and Charlotte Allison was reading a book in the first-floor window-side lounge. She must have gotten tired, as she fell asleep on the sofa with a pillow under her head.
Sunshine streamed through the window, spreading over her like a golden blanket.
She lay facing the sun, but a robot stood in front of her, shielding her face from the sunlight, quietly accompanying Charlotte Allison.
Every time Lucas Quinn came back, he found her asleep on the sofa. He had prepared a thin blanket there for her to use anytime, and laid a soft, plush carpet under the sofa to prevent her from accidentally falling off, even though the chances were small, he was cautious.
